Oracle of the dead
Channeling energy through the tapestries of history
The power of the gods
Through the annals of thy lost text

Absolved of all left rendered
In the labyrinth upon the river styx
The boatman now directs your course
To the sorcery of the blessed

Spirits of the dead
I bestow upon you this offering of blood
As I commune with the dead
In the realm of the ones whom have perished

Transcendence as a conduit to the gods
I prey to meet my end
Outerworldly existence I must find
I prey to meet my end

I must pay homage to our ancestors
Who reside in the netherworld
My life defined by death
I shall not run from the darkness

Hence I shall embrace what lies beneath
The descent into the chamber of dark
Portal of the shaman
Sorceror of the possessed
We are the madness that lurks within

Fear is the beast that swallows mankind
Fear has many faces
Messenger of fire, weaponizing fear
Deities scribed into the annals of death

Seeer of what lies beyond
Medium to the spirits now gone
Upon the chambers of what now eternal lie
In the netherworld of the beyond

In our darkest realm, the lair of descent
The heat burneth beneath my feet
Shaman, speak thy name
In the portal of myriad
Prophetic in absolution
In the grotto beyond the lake of sorrow
The sibyl now grants thy command
As I descend unto the caverns of baia